Curtain Call

As the lights grow dim  
And the curtain comes down  
 
We are vagabond wordsmiths  
Looking for somewhere to lay our words  
 
Just by serendipity I stumbled upon a magic place  
It felt like Home where we could express freely  
Our hidden fears and desires and all in between  
 
A place to be nurtured by like souls completely  
It felt like paradise on earth to me  
 
But even the best things go away sadly  
I feel like I lost a crucial part of me